silent recording

<eighty>

Although he can't reply to those people's words, he will check every day before going to bed, trying to see some replies that can help him. One person said, "Then don't sleep."

Wang Xiangyan tried. He stayed up all night twice, but to no avail. On the third day, the person whose face could not be clearly seen still came, and those two days had already been skipped.

In the latest private message this time, a person named "Zha Liu" sent him a sentence, "Wang Xiangyan, a day student in the second and third classes of high school, male, there is only one mother in the family, and the death date is seven days away."

Wang Xiangyan had the experience of being a girl in the library, so he didn't get too excited this time, in order not to let himself down even more.

"How did you know?"

"Prophecy, I say so, you should believe it. I have the ability to predict." The other party immediately answered Wang Xiangyan's words, as if they were waiting for him.

"You, can you save me?"

"Yes, Wang Xiangyan. He died in an accident seven days later. The reason was that you were helping a girl catch a robber while your mother was out shopping. You were stabbed by the robber's dagger and died of blood loss."

"........ Is it okay if I don't help that girl at that time?" Wang Xiangyan completely believed the person on the other side of the screen, his typing hands were shaking all the time, not just Excited or scared.

"Theoretically it is."

"You didn't lie to me?"

"No."

Liu Liu stretched a lot when he typed these words.She dreamed of a teenager crying and saying: "My name is Wang Xiangyan, I am currently studying in the second and third classes of xx high school, male, there is a mother at home, and I died ten days later." The boy in the dream seemed to be recorded helplessly Like this video, I was crying all over the place, but my body or my head didn't move.

Liu Liu originally wanted to go to school to find someone after she woke up, but she saw that post by accident.

Liu Liu didn't know that there was a price for going against the destiny, if she knew, maybe she would still do it, because now her life really doesn't want to be ordinary, and the whole reason for not wanting to be ordinary is that she fell in love with an extraordinary person.

Liu Liu decided to help the boy and let Gan know.

She was alone in the room, but she spoke: "I can give you the time to act in this body at night, but you will give me the time of the day tomorrow. If you agree, you can go to the body, but if you break the contract, you will bear the consequences yourself. "The last sentence is almost a warning, with unspeakable dangers.

She closed her eyes, and within a few tens of seconds, she opened them, and saw the room in front of her, a child playing cards in the corner, a long-haired woman pasted on the window, and a boy hanging from the door frame.

"It's time for you to act now, and you'd better keep your promise tomorrow."

"Okay," an ethereal answer sounded in my mind.

In fact, Liu Liu's soul does not need to rest, but she closed her eyes in order to be more energetic tomorrow.

It was also a bold move.Fortunately, this ghost is very honest, just took her body and ran to eat her favorite food.

The next day, Liu Liu knocked on the door of Gan Ye's house with her yin and yang eyes, and she wanted to see who her love rival was.

After knocking on the door, she heard a man's voice, "Gan Ye, someone is knocking on the door!"

"........."

"Then I'll go see who it is."

Liu Liu was ready to pretend not to see him.

A'an floated out of the door, looked at the strange expression, and then muttered: "Oh, why is it this unpleasant girl again."

Liu Liu clenched her fists and thought, "I will bear it."

Ah An went back after seeing it, and said, "It's the girl who lost a little bit."

Gan Ye still didn't answer.

Liu Liu felt that the relationship between the two was nothing more than that, and it was possible that Gan, who was stalking the ghost, couldn't do anything about it.

The author has something to say:

I found it really fun to draw rough summer vacation routines, I am such a talkative scumbag author